Picking up the clothes from the ground, Bree threw them behind her without looking back and said, " Wear your clothes and once you are done, tell me."
She heard a snort of a chuckle behind her and then the low groan of the cushion of the sofa as Cian stood up from the spot he was sitting, followed by the sound of clothes ruffling behind her. " I didn't know that you were this shy when you are sober your majesty." With a click, he tied his pants around his waist and then looked at Bree whose back was still turned at him. " If I knew that you were this shy then I would have, definitely kept you drunk enough to forget everything other than me," he threw the robe that he was holding on to the sofa and slowly prowled towards Bree, his steps slow and deliberate as if he wanted Bree to sense that he was coming closer to her.
